He straddled over her, pinning her legs down as well. ‘Will you relax, you’ve been screaming your head off. You woke me up. You were having a nigh...mare, now calm down. Trust me, I don’t want to be awake right now anymore than you do.’ She took a moment to realize that she was dreaming, she recalled the nightmare, and felt the all too familiar sting of the tears on her cheeks. ‘Can you let me go please?’ she pleaded. ‘Are you gonna hit me?’ he questioned. Kayla shook her head no, now embarrassed. As he opened the lid, he immediately noticed that his girlfriend was being buried barefoot, her toe tags still on her feet, pressed between her toes and the silk lining of the foot of the casket. More peculiar though was that a strange black bag had been placed near her right ankle. A closer look on it though made him certain he didn’t want to open it. It was her viscera bag (though he didn’t know the proper term for it), and written on it was that it contained “various organs removed during. “It was Rob. I told him you were here and that we would not be hooking up; that he had to leave.”I paused and nodded my head in acknowledgment. “What did he say?”“Nothing. He looked hurt a little, but just turned around and walked away.”At that moment the doorbell rang again. I looked at Lisa. She stared at me. “Well, go ahead. Fuck her. Answer the door, take her upstairs, and fuck her.” There was no emotion in her voice. Just a matter of fact; almost a resignation to what she started.“Are you. In and out he went. He would pull out and rub her ass with his finger then ram back in. He did this over and over. Then he started fucking her fast and deep. As he fucked her he also spanked her already sore ass. He yelled to her "Oh baby, when I get done fucking your sexy ass you will know it has been fucked and spanked. Your ass cheeks will be red for days. I love spanking your white ass as mush as I love fucking it. I knew when you came naked to the door I was going to have to punish you.".